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Happy Birthday, Richard Armitage. I’m so glad you came into my life.

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“My universe will never be the same, I’m glad you came, I’m glad you came . . .”

Dear Richard,

It was thanks to a smouldering, anachronistically black leather-clad medieval henchman swaggering into my life one summer’s evening in 2007 that I became an Ardent Armitage Admirer.

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Guy was a slow burn for me; gorgeous, yes, but a bit of a smarmy bastard at first (well, you did want us to hate you, although I never managed that). And then I began to catch on to what you, this British actor I’d never heard of before was doing with the classic cardboard cut-out of a villain–you were giving this version of Sir Guy breadth and depth, bringing in so many subtle nuances in this, at times, distinctly unsubtle production.

You piqued my interest, Richard. I started watching fanvids, met some cool fellow admirers, began to read up on you on the major sites like Richard Armitage Net.

I felt I needed to explore more of your work. There wasn’t a whole lot available on this side of the pond, but I got my hands on the productions that were: “North and South,” “The Impressionists,” and “The Vicar of Dibley.” My husband scored a region-free player for me–God bless that man!–and I found a copy of “Sparkhouse” (and soon began ordering from Amazon UK and eventually collecting pretty much everything you’ve done–yes, even “Cleopatra.” Oh, stop giggling. On second thought, keep it up. It’s delightful).

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And here’s what I discovered: not only could you bring subtlety and nuance to your characters, you were so damned versatile. A veritable acting chameleon are you, dearest Rich. I felt as if I was meeting a new and different person each time, so fully fleshed out was each character.  I believed in the reality of each of these men, I walked with them on their journeys; I cared. Sometimes, I cried.

You are such a good, detailed actor, the consummate professional and a true team player. And you aren’t exactly hard on the eyes, either, whether or not you feel comfortable admitting it.

But above and beyond that, I discovered something else about you. Richard Armitage, you are a nice guy. And as the wife of one, I have a great appreciation for nice guys.

You are a gentleman who shows sensitivity towards others. Your generous, charitable heart shines. You have a lovely, slightly naughty sense of humor that never seems mean-spirited. Physically, you are a big, strapping man; but you are also a man with a big spirit. Nothing petty and small-minded about you.

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I have no idea what will come next for you in your career; I just want it to be all that you want it to be, regardless of what we fans desire. I wish you continued good health and happiness and love in its every form in this coming year. Goodness knows, you deserve it all.

Happy birthday, Richard Armitage. I’m glad you came into this world 42 years ago, and I am so very glad you came into my world eight years ago. My universe will truly never be the same.

With love  and affection and deepest admiration,

One more member of the AAA.

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When you’re down and troubled and you need a helping hand,

and nothing, oh nothing is going right,

close your eyes and think of me and soon I will be there

to brighten up even your darkest night . . .

If the sky above you should turn dark and full of clouds

and that old north wind should begin to blow,

Keep your head together and call my name out loud

Soon you’ll hear me knocking at your door  . . .  From “You’ve Got a Friend” by Carole King

Friends allow us to multiply our joys and divide our sorrows. They offer a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on and, if ncessary, to cry upon.  Love–and friendship–covers a multitude of sins.  A friend is someone with whom we can be ourselves without fear of judgement, without the need to walk on eggshells in their presence. A friend loves us because of our strengths and in spite of our weaknesses.  Friends can be found within our families and our neighborhoods; they can also live on the other side of the country or the world.

Never feel you must limit your pool of friends to those in or of the same age group, social background, nationality, religion or creed.  The common ground we can discover within one another can be astonishing.

A true, steadfast friend is a treasure, a blessing and a delight. Ain’t it good to know you’ve got a friend?

You’ve got a friend. Ain’t it good to know?

All aboard the final Smorgasbord for this Sunday

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We went out tonight to a seafood restaurant nearby. Saw a spectacular sunset on our way there, vivid hues of orange, pink and deep blue–a perfect ending for a beautiful October day.

My sisters are out walking  sweet Miss Hannah, my middle sister’s adorable mixed breed dog (she of the silky, fuzzy ears and the big brown doe eyes).

I’ve done my nightly ritual of cleaning face, brushing teeth, slipping into my PJs and getting as comfy as possible. 😉 Benny got home safe and sound with all pets doing well, I am happy to report.

I thought I would leave you with one last Sunday Smorgasbord–if you all don’t mind. And somehow, I think you won’t . . .

Armitage Angel Faces

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The man is beautiful, obviously. But there  are times when he’s been–angelic looking. Even if the character is a rotter, he can still look like he’s just dropped in from the clouds above with those heavenly blue eyes and the sweetness of that smile. He really does take your breath away. Just a few examples of Armitage’s angel faces.

‘Cause I need a little sweetness . . .

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Right this very minute.  Between allergies, aches and pains, mortgages, lack of insurance and assorted RL stuff, I am feeling a little overwhelmed. At least my hair is nice, clean and full of body, if in need of a trim. You have to appreciate life’s simple pleasures.

Anyhow, here’s some images of a certain sweet actor and sweet, tender, vulnerable moments with his characters.

More of a certain shy Yorkshire lad . . .

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I grew up on a farm, and I still live on part of that original farm, in the old pecan orchard. I love the scent of diesel fuel in the morning. It reminds me of my daddy and his beloved John Deere tractors. I enjoy visiting the city and taking advantage of museums, restaurants, festivals, shopping and so forth, but I like my country life, as inconvenient as it occasionally is. So for this reason and more I do have a soft spot in my heart for a certain shy, awkward, sweet Yorkshire farmhand.

More of the good guys . . . now that the cat’s freed my arm

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Her Royal Highness Queen Puddie has been hanging out with me–actually hanging over my arm and occasionally climbing up on my chest between my head and my laptop. As the saying goes, “her daddy wasn’t no glassmaker.” It’s a little hard to see the screen when a large, fluffy cat is in the line of sight. Anyway, here are some more images of Richard’s good guy characters . . .

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Not that I think Richard Armitage actually NEEDs any sprucing up, but it did pop into my email today and some of his characters have undergone transformations . . .

Spruce: (verb) to make neat or dapper (often followed by up); to make oneself spruce (usually followed by up).(adjective) Trim in dress or appearance; neat, smart, dapper.

Before his wedding to Carol, Yorkshire farmhand John Standring traded in his crop of unruly curls and coveralls for a haircut and a new suit. He looked very spruce.

Sprucing Up Armitage: TAE Word for the Day